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two of the boys were talking to two Brazilian girls at the far end of the bar I lit a cigarette stumbled over and was reluctantly introduced she was beautiful (I thought) so I told her I loved her she just laughed and said if I loved her I’d marry her so I asked her to marry me and she kissed me and said yes we went back to her place all her stuff was in boxes as she crumbled hash in the palm of her hand she told me she was going back to Brazil in three days I was getting dizzy on rum and smoke as she said something about escaping from a violent psychotic ex boyfriend fuck this I thought and pulled her over stripping off her top with one hand and reaching up under her skirt with the other she grabbed me by the throat and squeezed (quite hard) her gaze suddenly clear if we do this we get married right? she said (in Portuguese but I got the gist at least) I nodded as best I could and we fucked and it was good and she slept and I left (I’ve never been married yet) |
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11/2/2009 3:50 pm |
lol have a word with Ric... he would know what to do... NOT.
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 11/2/2009 4:52 pm |
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11/2/2009 4:54 pm |
G-man....you were not fricken kiddin when you said you have had some hard blows....erm....this was quite revealing to say the least. Michelle 
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11/2/2009 7:29 pm |
    
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11/2/2009 9:01 pm |
Sex and drugs no rock and roll, feck wish i hadn't typed that now ill be singing Ian Dury songs all day now, hit me with your rhythm stick, hit meeeeeeeee. You lucky barsted, you woke up and left, happened to me(only a spanish bird)and i woke up with her in the morning, the rest is in the divorce courts!!!! And i had to use two hands to get her shirt off!!
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11/2/2009 9:13 pm |
That's what happens when you have to much smokes  It's nice to be insane when No one is watching 
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11/2/2009 9:14 pm |
too too too It's nice to be insane when No one is watching
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11/3/2009 12:51 am |
mao the most beautiful view is the one I share with you
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11/3/2009 1:08 am |
if you had stuck around, this could have doubled as your vows! hey, if we're both still available in 10 years, do you want to get hitched? basically, all I need is someone to kill spiders for me, laugh at my horrible jokes, and accept that I'm a terrible cook. pretty sweet deal, no? an offer you can't refuse? Peace.Love.Renegades.**N*M*N**CaptainPrincess
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11/3/2009 2:01 am |
(nods) The choices you make stay with you. If you must choose, choose wisely.
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11/3/2009 4:12 am |
Moral of the story: Never fall asleep after a good fuck. *wonders why this post got away with ff censor “My pipe is out, my glass is dry; My fire is almost ashes too.”
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11/3/2009 5:51 am |
*covers her eyes*... peeks through her fingers I'm not locked in here with you, you're locked in here with me! Typos are human - perfection isn't
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11/3/2009 9:48 am |
lol have a word with Ric... he would know what to do... NOT. 
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11/3/2009 9:50 am |
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11/3/2009 9:52 am |
G-man....you were not fricken kiddin when you said you have had some hard blows....erm....this was quite revealing to say the least. Okay, well, maybe it's based loosely on reality...let's call it research.
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11/3/2009 9:53 am |
ditto!!
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11/3/2009 9:58 am |
Sex and drugs no rock and roll, feck wish i hadn't typed that now ill be singing Ian Dury songs all day now, hit me with your rhythm stick, hit meeeeeeeee. You lucky barsted, you woke up and left, happened to me(only a spanish bird)and i woke up with her in the morning, the rest is in the divorce courts!!!! And i had to use two hands to get her shirt off!! Don't try this at home, kids.
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11/3/2009 10:04 am |
That's what happens when you have to much smokes
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11/3/2009 10:05 am |
too too too
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11/3/2009 10:06 am |
mao But I think I saw Chiang Kai-shek skulking in the hallway as I left.
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11/3/2009 10:09 am |
if you had stuck around, this could have doubled as your vows! hey, if we're both still available in 10 years, do you want to get hitched? basically, all I need is someone to kill spiders for me, laugh at my horrible jokes, and accept that I'm a terrible cook. pretty sweet deal, no? an offer you can't refuse?
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11/3/2009 10:10 am |
(nods)
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11/3/2009 10:14 am |
Moral of the story: Never fall asleep after a good fuck. *wonders why this post got away with ff censor I thought maybe the censor let people swear on their own blog, but your comment just put paid to that theory....
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11/3/2009 10:22 am |
*covers her eyes*... peeks through her fingers
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11/3/2009 11:38 am |
Does that mean that goldball members have free reign of the lingo they use? Just thinking out loud ... often gets me into trouble  It's nice to be insane when No one is watching
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11/3/2009 12:06 pm |
Does that mean that goldball members have free reign of the lingo they use? Just thinking out loud ... often gets me into trouble
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11/3/2009 4:27 pm |
He'd have ended up marrying her...once upon a time...
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11/3/2009 5:01 pm |
now i know why. "Running In Heels..." 
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11/3/2009 6:07 pm |
Does that mean you identify with the story in any way?
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11/4/2009 2:45 am |
This is so true..... that it is not funny.
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11/4/2009 2:46 am |
now i know why.
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11/4/2009 2:47 am |
in a wee little way!
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11/4/2009 9:35 am |
Not everything I write is autobiographical! Okay, well, maybe it's based loosely on reality...let's call it research.  Michelle
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11/4/2009 10:43 am |
kiss and tell! you've just fallen off your steed and tarnished your armour, pancho. i'm in a dilemma here... have you got anything left to shed? you may reward me with a kiss for winning the game.  "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/4/2009 3:46 pm |
According to a certain family tree, he's married a few times through the generations. him toooooooooo
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11/4/2009 5:14 pm |
Part of the story is not the whole story, especially not in a poem. "Running In Heels..."
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11/5/2009 12:41 am |
(I've never been married yet)....hahahaha...because you left immediately after the F**kin' Ohhhhh you messed up on that chance... It is the truth in man that sets him free.. 
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11/5/2009 3:05 am |
oh so this is fantasy!? This is a wish list of sorts, geez mislead much!!!??? Everyone's obsessed with "truth".
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11/5/2009 3:06 am |
kiss and tell! you've just fallen off your steed and tarnished your armour, pancho. i'm in a dilemma here... have you got anything left to shed? you may reward me with a kiss for winning the game. You can't win the game if you never show your hand.
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11/5/2009 3:09 am |
Yes this is true... but did you notice... you were once the son of him toooooooooo Buddhist family trees are so complicated.
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11/5/2009 3:12 am |
yeah? but part of the story tells the whole story. especially in a poem. Readers take what they want from a text.
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11/5/2009 3:13 am |
(I've never been married yet)....hahahaha...because you left immediately after the F**kin' Ohhhhh you messed up on that chance...Messing up is relative.
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11/5/2009 6:32 am |
well thats why its call a love story what did the folks here expected some financial report ? keep it clean have a good day bro read between the lines there's happines inside
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11/5/2009 9:21 am |
Pancho had no armour and rode a donkey. You can't win the game if you never show your hand. sore loser. i showed you my teeth... doesn't that count? "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/5/2009 9:25 am |
well thats why its call a love story what did the folks here expected some financial report ? keep it clean have a good day bro Mine's clean, how's yours? Cheers, mac.
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11/5/2009 9:55 am |
Any piece of writing is partial, or misleading if you like. You can read whatever you like into it. Neither does all writing spring from desire or fantasy. Sometimes there are just stories. Everyone's obsessed with "truth". I am obsessed with discovering truth, which has been a lifelong search by the way. So at the very least I can now chalk this post up on the side of "fanciful story". Yes, it is just one more place I have searched and came up empty. Here is a truth for you, the post made me laugh (in a good way mind you). Which is almost as good as discovering truth. Michelle
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11/5/2009 10:21 am |
i must've lancelot in mind when i wrote that. sore loser. i showed you my teeth... doesn't that count?
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11/5/2009 10:33 am |
I agree that writing is misleading; the trouble is in the perspective of the reader. Assuming absolute truth in anything written is naive. I am obsessed with discovering truth, which has been a lifelong search by the way. So at the very least I can now chalk this post up on the side of "fanciful story". Yes, it is just one more place I have searched and came up empty. Here is a truth for you, the post made me laugh (in a good way mind you). Which is almost as good as discovering truth. I'm not even sure that truth exists. This fanciful story is made up of more fact than fancy...but facts sometimes hold less truth than fantasy. Throughout history people have told stories in order to explain and understand the world around them. Folk stories, fairy stories, may not be true in the factual sense of the word, but they do contain what were considered to be truths about the world. Red Riding Hood - watch out for werewolves. Sleeping Beauty - lock up your daughters when they start to bleed Snow White/Hansel and Gretel/Any story involving a step-mother - [insert complicated theory of heredity and blood feuds here] And other stories are told simply to make us laugh. And they're the best.
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11/5/2009 5:36 pm |
So where do all the other poems stand in relation to this one? It's only this one that tells the whole story? All the funny, romantic, sad, happy, nonsense pieces can be safely ignored? Readers take what they want from a text. true, but im just referring to this particular poem. and btw, who would ignore all those thought provoking poems of urs? i, myself always left mesmerized reading it but then again, left with derailed brain for lack of something relevant to say. "Running In Heels..."
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11/6/2009 1:38 am |
Learn to cook in the next ten years and I'll think about it. there's an option for you. I can see this is going to be a perfect marriage already... Peace.Love.Renegades.**N*M*N**CaptainPrincess
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11/6/2009 3:13 am |
She was beautiful, but she was crazy. Messing up is relative.  "Messing up is relative" just stay positive.. It is the truth in man that sets him free..
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11/6/2009 5:57 am |
Hehehe, geez Good for whomever!At least i saw something to suggest there was a happy ending for the both of them. What irony, i mean bad luck, now for whom in this case who cares to know.
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11/6/2009 7:06 am |
Some things are best when they stay a vague memory.
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11/6/2009 8:26 am |
"Readers take what they want from a text." true, but im just referring to this particular poem. and btw, who would ignore all those thought provoking poems of urs? i, myself always left mesmerized reading it but then again, left with derailed brain for lack of something relevant to say. Does it hurt?
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11/6/2009 8:26 am |
or you could do the cooking... there's an option for you. I can see this is going to be a perfect marriage already...
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11/6/2009 8:28 am |
In that case,you're lucky to get away... "Messing up is relative" just stay positive..
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11/6/2009 8:29 am |
Hehehe, geez Good for whomever!At least i saw something to suggest there was a happy ending for the both of them. What irony, i mean bad luck, now for whom in this case who cares to know. Unless you mean she had the bad luck to meet me?
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11/6/2009 8:30 am |
Some things are best when they stay a vague memory. The rest is imagination.
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11/6/2009 12:38 pm |
Portugal is a nice place to visit. I hear that all drugs are legal there...including viagra.
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11/6/2009 1:48 pm |
Oh well that depends really, she was to go brazil in 3 days to escape from some psycho boyfi but if you did marry as u promised after furk-ng her then she would be lucky enough to stay n escape her boyfi. Now since you actually furrr-k her then never married her yet ironically you loved her at first glance and had promised to wed her, it was Irony .Being literally furk-d out of a potential marriage n then having to go back to brazil or staying with psycho indeed it was her bad luck to meet you. Darn,did i make sense, neva mind--neither did the article, he he: 
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11/7/2009 5:03 am |
This one really bothers me on so many levels. But maybe it's supposed to. Peace .. elaine67
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11/7/2009 7:20 am |
This one really bothers me on so many levels. But maybe it's supposed to.
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11/7/2009 3:32 pm |
Of course the teeth count...that's why I'm sore. "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/8/2009 1:09 am |
And what would you do, little miss perfect housewife? Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal, on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed. Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so that you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift. Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the home just before your husband arrives, gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift, too. Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair, and if necessary change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, dishwasher, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad he is home. Some don'ts: Don't greet him with problems or complaints. Don't complain if he is late for dinner. Count this as minor compared with what he might have gone through that day. Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind. Listen to him. You may have a dozen things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first. Make the evening his. Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to be home and relax. The Goal: Try to make your home a place of peace and order where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit I look good in ribbon... and only ribbon *nudge nudge, wink wink*...what else could a husband ask for? I'll let you pick one from the list. Anything else, and we might need a good divorce lawyer. Peace.Love.Renegades.**N*M*N**CaptainPrincess
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11/8/2009 8:11 am |
Portugal is a nice place to visit. I hear that all drugs are legal there...including viagra. But it ain't free.
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11/8/2009 8:13 am |
Oh well that depends really, she was to go brazil in 3 days to escape from some psycho boyfi but if you did marry as u promised after furk-ng her then she would be lucky enough to stay n escape her boyfi. Now since you actually furrr-k her then never married her yet ironically you loved her at first glance and had promised to wed her, it was Irony .Being literally furk-d out of a potential marriage n then having to go back to brazil or staying with psycho indeed it was her bad luck to meet you. Darn,did i make sense, neva mind--neither did the article, he he:
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11/8/2009 8:16 am |
can we please forget about that now... i told you i thought they were still firmly clamped on leather.
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11/8/2009 8:24 am |
well, this reminded me of something I had read about wives in the 50's....(the brainless ones...) let me find it...wait, hang on...ah, here it is Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal, on time. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed. Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so that you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift. Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the home just before your husband arrives, gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift, too. Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair, and if necessary change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, dishwasher, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Be happy to see him. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad he is home. Some don'ts: Don't greet him with problems or complaints. Don't complain if he is late for dinner. Count this as minor compared with what he might have gone through that day. Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soft, soothing and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax and unwind. Listen to him. You may have a dozen things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first. Make the evening his. Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to be home and relax. The Goal: Try to make your home a place of peace and order where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit I look good in ribbon... and only ribbon *nudge nudge, wink wink*...what else could a husband ask for? I'll let you pick one from the list. Anything else, and we might need a good divorce lawyer. Start learning to cook, ribbongirl.
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11/8/2009 1:16 pm |
Does that mean that goldball members have free reign of the lingo they use? Just thinking out loud ... often gets me into trouble 
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11/9/2009 12:53 am |
Hmmm, a draw? WTH,it is a draw!
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11/9/2009 4:04 am |
Funny - I was thinking the same thing The censorship on ff seems random. At times I've gotten away with posts like this, but at others they've been denied for the most inoffensive remarks. Anyway, thanks for visiting.
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11/9/2009 4:05 am |
Hmmm, a draw? WTH,it is a draw!
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11/9/2009 1:05 pm |
I'm not sure if this is one of the best places to look for truth. I'm not even sure that truth exists. This fanciful story is made up of more fact than fancy...but facts sometimes hold less truth than fantasy. Throughout history people have told stories in order to explain and understand the world around them. Folk stories, fairy stories, may not be true in the factual sense of the word, but they do contain what were considered to be truths about the world. Red Riding Hood - watch out for werewolves. Sleeping Beauty - lock up your daughters when they start to bleed Snow White/Hansel and Gretel/Any story involving a step-mother - [insert complicated theory of heredity and blood feuds here] And other stories are told simply to make us laugh. And they're the best. Now as I go back to the post, which in every comment I have posted have been tongue in cheek, I wonder to the facts, the fancy, the truth or lack of and the fantasy if there be any. The one truth I can see in this blog, if I can be allowed to call it as such, is that 'woman will give sex for love and stability, men will promise stability and love for sex'. Michelle
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11/10/2009 4:35 am |
It is interesting that as a society we learn truths through the telling of stories filled with symbolism. What is, on many levels, quite sickening is that the stories have been adapted to be shared with children. I doubt that young ones reading "Red Riding Hood" could care less or even understand that 'Red' was finally in her cycle, but that is the symbolism. Now as I go back to the post, which in every comment I have posted have been tongue in cheek, I wonder to the facts, the fancy, the truth or lack of and the fantasy if there be any. The one truth I can see in this blog, if I can be allowed to call it as such, is that 'woman will give sex for love and stability, men will promise stability and love for sex'. The Grimm brothers collected and wrote down German oral tales. I don't know if you've ever read the originals, but they are brutally graphic. Hearts are cut out, eyes are pierced, children are butchered, people are driven insane...it's a real treasure trove of nightmares for any little kinder. The Victorians found all this a little gruesome, and so the stories were wiped clean of most of their gore for nursery consumption. Then Disney got in on the act, and that was it. But the point I'm making, if point there is, is that these stories were always meant to be shared with children. They are folklore; the knowledge of the people. Children have to know that the wolf kills, about what happens when a girl becomes a woman, that the forests are dangerous, that you should lie to strangers but never to your own, that wit can overcome brawn, debts must be paid, laziness leads to failure, and that if you're lucky one day you might kill the dragon, marry the princess and get half the kingdom (the medieval version of winning the lottery...even a peasant's gotta dream...). As far as the love/stability/sex tradeoff goes (which, like most generalisations, doesn't go too far), it seems to preclude the fact that there are men who also want love and stability, and (hush my filthy mouth) there are some promiscuous women out there, too.
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11/10/2009 10:31 am |
I have to come back to your comment later. Thank you for even taking the time to reply G~man. I am off to nurse my ill mother, but I am leaving a note to say I have some words to leave in reply to your reply, just can not do it right at this moment. Michelle
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11/10/2009 11:07 am |
I should obviously start using skin cream if you thought my skin was leather. a hand if you need help reaching those unchartered territories. "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/11/2009 10:35 am |
I have to come back to your comment later. Thank you for even taking the time to reply G~man. I am off to nurse my ill mother, but I am leaving a note to say I have some words to leave in reply to your reply, just can not do it right at this moment. Best wishes to your mother.
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11/11/2009 1:09 pm |
i have some topographic surveying experience... i could lend a hand if you need help reaching those unchartered territories.
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11/12/2009 3:11 am |
Craziness is just so darn attractive sometimes..... It is the truth in man that sets him free..
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11/15/2009 4:50 am |
i have an inner theodolite... let's just feel our way in... "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/17/2009 2:54 am |
That's why, it's so crazily attractive,the beauteous that escapes from it at times..
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11/17/2009 2:54 am |
i have an inner theodolite... let's just feel our way in...
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11/17/2009 10:27 am |
Careful of the hairline cracks. "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/18/2009 10:19 am |
i know the places where they normally propagate... shall i tell you about the stress and strain theory?
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11/19/2009 11:07 am |
Go on then. hmmm... ok, ok different structural elements or bodies are designed to carry specific types of stresses ... some are meant for point loads, some for oscillating loads, some may only bear dead loads, while some may manage them all. and they strain differently under various load conditions. do you know that a body reacts differently to the same type of load but applied on different points along its length? a pressure that barely makes an impression on one point can make the body bend and twist when employed on a more strategic point. the key is to find the weak points along the body. assuming that you are now exerting the right amount of pressure on a weak point, a body may bear a point load quite easily but may not last long under the successive application of the same stress at perfectly-timed intervals. when you've strained it to the maximum, it folds or ruptures. sometimes, due to poor design or methodology, it fails prematurely. if you feel that you may be playing with maximum stresses and strains, never forget to incorporate a factor of safety for your protection. better performance and less anxiety that way. questions? "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/19/2009 1:14 pm |
That was a beautiful moment....moment geddit? Ignore me. Sometimes I'm all torque.
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11/19/2009 7:15 pm |
wow......sounds my like my love story......lol, if I had one. The only way to get through it...is to go through it.
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11/19/2009 8:59 pm |
Hai,,
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11/19/2009 11:58 pm |
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11/20/2009 12:00 am |
 
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11/20/2009 8:46 am |
wow......sounds my like my love story......lol, if I had one.
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11/20/2009 8:47 am |
Hai,,
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11/20/2009 8:47 am |
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11/20/2009 8:48 am |
/:>
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11/20/2009 5:06 pm |
That was a beautiful moment....moment geddit? Ignore me. Sometimes I'm all torque. "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/20/2009 5:08 pm |
Now you're just getting carried away. "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/21/2009 5:55 am |
i like torques... they make the most beautiful bending-moment diagrams. don't get me started on moments, please.
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11/21/2009 5:56 am |
haha... are you blushing??? I'm just not sure what it is.
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11/21/2009 8:51 am |
hey.. They are falling in love. 
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11/21/2009 12:40 pm |
hey.. They are falling in love.
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11/21/2009 3:00 pm |
Sounds like you've started without me. insurance? "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/21/2009 8:05 pm |
I once read a love-story except it went nothing like you mentioned. Oliver Barrett IV , a rich jock from a stuffy WASP family on his way to a Harvard degree and a career in law met Jenny Cavilleri , a wisecracking, working-class beauty studying music at Radcliffe. Opposites in nearly every way, Oliver and Jenny immediately attract, sharing a love that defies everything...yet will end too soon. Love means never having to say you're sorry...
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11/22/2009 5:35 am |
just warming up... waiting for you. insurance?
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11/22/2009 5:36 am |
I once read a love-story except it went nothing like you mentioned. Oliver Barrett IV , a rich jock from a stuffy WASP family on his way to a Harvard degree and a career in law met Jenny Cavilleri , a wisecracking, working-class beauty studying music at Radcliffe. Opposites in nearly every way, Oliver and Jenny immediately attract, sharing a love that defies everything...yet will end too soon. Love means never having to say you're sorry... Some can leave you feeling very sorry indeed.
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11/23/2009 10:41 am |
don't boil over (nuclear must mean love story by erich segal... based on the movie of same title... the book was written to promote the movie, if i remember the article i've read about it correctly) "when much is taken, something is returned." terry pratchett
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11/23/2009 1:46 pm |
almost there... hurry? (nuclear must mean love story by erich segal... based on the movie of same title... the book was written to promote the movie, if i remember the article i've read about it correctly) Erich Segal originally wrote the screenplay, and was then asked to write a novel before the film was released as part of the publicity campaign. Thanks Wikipedia!
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11/23/2009 3:39 pm |
viola1107 you are absolutely right!
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